We were just kids when we fell in love🎶
Not knowing what it was🎶
" I thought... I knew what real pain feels like. But no, I didn't....... I didn't until I saw the way you looked at her." PJM
Jimin has been in love...
" No no, don't do it like that," Rose said in frustration as it was my fifth time kneading the dough and I still couldn't do it properly. " You need to apply pressure with your palms instead of your fingers,"
" Sure, mom," I teased her, grinning as she scrunched her nose on me calling her mom.
" come on, it's your fifth time doing it and you are still doing it wrong," she complained.
" ugh. I don't want to do that. Why can't we just leave it like that, it ain't gonna make any difference anyway." I said, irritated as I wanted to give up.
" you don't know anything about baking, do you?" She said with a rather amused tone and I nodded my head in agreement.
" But.. Being here, working with you is seriously helping me overcome my anxiety. I mean... I don't always think about Jungkook anymore." I murmured, moving my index finger in a circular motion on the dough.
" That...that's good," Rose hesitantly said, " I mean... You're moving on and that's a good sign,"
" Yeah, I guess,"
" So... Is there any chance you can think about me...you know..." She murmured, making my anxiety go up again.
" NO," I said it more aloud, more than it was meant to be. Rose's hopeful face suddenly became pale and her eyes became glossy.
Shit.
" I'm. I'm sorry... I shouldn't have asked such a stupid question," her voice became hoarse as she tried to hide her disappointment with a fake laugh.
" I didn't mean to hurt you, Rose," sighing, I brought her closer to me pulling by her shoulders. " What I wanted to say was... being away from Jungkook or thinking lesser about him doesn't change who I am... I am gay and I've always been this way."
I hope she understands.
" I think I was into Jungkook the moment I saw him. We were only kids but the way I thought about him, I never thought anyone," mumbled as I felt guilty for rejecting her, " I might be just a friend to him but for me, he was never just a friend."
" You..you should have tried dating a girl...maybe it was only him, maybe you won't feel anything about other boys," she managed to say, her eyes still low.
" When Jungkook left and he didn't even contact me. For once I thought of moving on but still... There was no girl involved. I only thought about dating another boy. I can't... I can't feel things about a girl... It's... it's genetic I guess...it can't be helped... I am so sorry." I was on the verge of crying but I had to control it.
I couldn't always be the weak one.
" I adore you, Rose. But I can't love you and I don't want to break your heart like this again and again. So you need to accept who I am or else it will only complicate things." Rose nodded, wiping the tears off her cheeks.
She smiled.
" I think you're right but I had feelings for you for such a long time... So it will take time to fade away and trust me it hurts a lot but I will never force my love on you." She said, giving me the assuring eyes, which were filled with pure emotions. " But can I ask you for something for the very last time?" She asked.
" yes... Yes, you can," I said with all the enthusiasm in my voice.
" I want you to kiss me goodbye," she asked.
I was stunned for a moment but I thought about her, I was willing to do that if that made her happy.
Without any other exchange of words, I attached my lips to hers, (I won't be explaining this scene)
I detached my lips as I heard someone leave the room, we both looked at each other in confusion but chose not to say anything about it as she was busy being flustered and I was busy being embarrassed.
I wished her feeling to be settled down by now.
There was as awkward silence afterward that Rose chose to break.
" So you'll be coming to yoongi's party, right?"
" Yeah, Jin insisted a lot so I couldn't say no," I shrugged, untied my apron as it was almost time for the end of our shift.
" I'll see you there then," she said giving me a shy smile.
I nodded.
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Junkook's pov.
I reached home frustrated after dropping Lisa off. My eyes were swollen and I felt pathetic for crying in front of her...but that scene...was soul tormenting.
I slowly entered the home as I want to grab the attention of my parents but I wasn't so lucky. Dad was standing in the staircase, holding the favorite book.
"Hey," I shortly said, avoiding his gaze as I quickly made my way to my room. I shut the door behind me and pulling off my backpack as I threw it on the bed with a loud thud.
I was raging and suffocating... I wanted to take all of it out but k couldn't.
Soon, I entered the room, closing the door behind them as he stood there crossing his arms.
" You've been crying," he directly said," may I know the reason?" He asked.
" No," I spat, " pleas just leave me alone,"
" no, I am not leaving and I am done ignoring the fact that you've been hurting quite bad. So you are going to tell me everything like I good kid and I'll help you." He said in a monotone.
" You can't help me. No one can. I am a mess. I am pathetic, I don't even know who I am... I've everything, and the only thing that was mine," I grumble sitting at the edge of my bed, hugging my knees. " In fact, you are as pathetic as I am... You left mom, you left me when we need you the most," I whisper yelled, angrily glaring at my dad, his expression didn't change a bit.
" You were wrong when you said I am like mom, I am just like you. I leave those who care for me, I run away from commitments just like you, dad, just like you.." My eyes were teary, my head hung low, " please leave for now. I want to be alone," I whispered, choking on my tears as they were falling and soaking in the carpet beneath me.
He left.
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